Take me there to the brink
The sweat dropping off my cheek
The moment I'm about to peek
My eyes searching to seek
The flip of the card
The drop of the ball
The flick of the wrist
The rush of it all
The heart desires this
The mind conceives bliss
The soul ignites a wish
My love gives me all this


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.